Soundbombing Freestyle

Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Evil Dee, (Mos Def)] Ah... this is side 2 Evil Dee in your area... Rawkus... 74 minutes of dung flavored Now and Laters {*laughs*} And ass-crack Oreos (...Ready! Ready!) [Intro Freestyle: Kweli] {*laughs*} Throw your hands in the air, and wave 'em like you just don't care And if you, love the truth, and you livin' proof Let me hear you say "Oh yeah!" And you don't stop, and you don't quit And you don't stop, and you don't quit, and you don't quit It's Talib Kweli, I'm the ultimate Got my man Mos Def and he's freakin' shit Listen to the way the beat gets intricate Anybody who is illiterate probably will never even consider it Yo... Evil Dee, what up? My name is Talib Kweli That's Mos Def on the Wurlitzer Yo... {*laughs*} this is futuristic Soundbombing Welcome... Please do not hold onto the doors [Interlude: Mos Def "The Universal Magnetic" sample] "Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to introduce A very interesting young man who's traveled from very far away To be with us tonight..." [Mos Def, (Kweli)] (Yes... yes...) Yo yo, yo yo yo (Yes... yo...) Yo, yo... aiyyo, Kweli, I heard there's a function goin' on at the D&D Some things that I gotta see Heard that the Rawkus click Was doin some ill shit Wit' my man Evil And the rest of my people – is you wit' it? [Kweli] I'm always wit' it, always forget it If you a MC, you couldn't get wit' it, you too dim-witted MC's come to to try to diss this Chicks want Kweli for Christmas, on they wish list Here we come through, kick the lyrical swiftness You missed this – again, it's over your head Know I send it – over to my friend, Mos Def MC's got no fuckin' rhymes left [Mos Def] {*brrrnng*} "Hello?" – yes, I got the call Don't need no answering machine at all I got a – Caller I.D. to screen my calls So I can see who's tryin' to speak to me, 'cause frequently A lot of cats try to get in touch, but I don't want to be in they clutch I got my man Kweli, who I love very much, and such and such My man – Rawkus click, we on some ill shit [Kweli] Yeah... I call 7-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Don't want to say his number, MC's is in slumber Yo, they wakin' up, they takin' up too much time Mos Def, I got to get in touch wit' –– and get a Dutch And then head over to his crib and say "Yo, look what these kids did, and I had my kids at my crib And I can't believe they tried to roll up on my like that" MC's come through, because they always lookin wack [Mos Def] They always lookin' wack, 'cause look at the way they dress Thinking you a Mister, you must be a Miss I'm – watching the slip underneath your skirt Stepping to me like that – kid, you only get hurt Son, I stand five-ten with the open palms, I'm droppin bombs With the – urban psalms, and I never stay calm when I kick it A matter'a fact, I get type wicked, and very specific [Kweli] And exquisite with the beat, MC's is incomplete They ain't like whole wheat – I need to eat More of that for my nutrition, MC's catching conniptions They reading the writin' on the wall like an Egyptian Comin' through – it's my verbal mission, to try to track you down It's the MC formerly known as Genesis You will remember this, it's your verbal nemesis Yo... Mos Def is – [Mos Def] Yo... my style is original like fingerprints I been down ever since Make you "Reminisce" like Pete Rock When the beat drop, kids stop to listen Because they hear the verbs glisten I'll play your opposition like a fullback, I got the full pack Just like a convict on lock The beat never stop And we come on time like a clock – this is the real Hip-Hop [Kweli] The real Hip-Hop Try to test me, you get stomped Why try? You get caught up in the paparazzi like Princess Di Yo, come through, we always looking fly MC's try to come up to me, they singing lullabyes Like they on a plantation, I'll free you like Emancipation From that thought you havin', it's making your mind needin' some sanitation I'm fillin' the schools up like asbestos It's best that you leave my premesis [Mos Def, (Kweli)] And what's better – is to make cheddar And try to get yo' shit together I freak it "Wherever" and "Whenever," just like Maxwell The style that I got will tax well Yo, that just bomb, but I don't spend my time... ({*laughs*}) Focusing on mistakes, I feed breaks (Yeah...) Yo... (Yeah... yeah... yeah...) this is the way that we make it sound hype (Yeah... yeah...) When we stand on the mic [Kweli] We focus on truth, we never dwell in hate... [Outro: DJ Evil Dee] Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh – UH!
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Credits
- Writers
- DJ Evil Dee
- Talib Kweli
- Yasiin Bey